Tracy gasped when she saw Laddie. Her legs weakened and, for a moment, she swayed, silently swooning, wondering if she would fuck the dog.
Laddie barked his welcome and came bounding down the wooden steps. He jumped on Christine, his large front paws on her tits. He was anxious to lick her cunt and taste her gooey fuck cream.
"This is a nice place, Chrissy," Tracy said, glancing around.
"I know," Christine giggled, turning her face away from Laddie's slapping tongue. "C'mom, Laddie. Stop licking and meet your new friend." She pushed the exuberant dog down. "Go on, Laddie."
Laddie pranced over to Tracy and memorized the new scent of the stranger.
Tracy places a trembling hand on his head. "Nice, doggie." Laddie's head came up quickly, catching her between the legs. "Ooh, Chrissy!"
Christine laughed. "He's horny all the time. He always want to lick my pussy. Now he'll have us both, and we'll wear him out. C'mon, let's go up to my room first."
"You wait outside, Laddie," Christine said to him, before closing the door to her room. "Later, we'll all have some fun. Okay, boy?" Christine blocked his way and closed the door in his face.
"How come you won't let him in?" Tracy sighed, plopping on the bed.
"We'll go out to the barn later with him. Right now I want you to get undressed with me." Christine was no longer the shy and meek girl she was a week ago. Losing her cherry had giving her a feeling of superiority over her virgin friend.
Christine began to undress, baring her body to Tracy's innocent brown eyes. "C'mon – you too, Tracy." The blonde teenager cupped her tits and watched Tracy slowly undress.
From her small plump tits to her forehead, Tracy blushed three shades of red. "I feel so funny inside. We've never done this, except on the phone."
"We're gonna do a lot of things today that you've never done before. Things I haven't done either." She went to her trembling friend. "Remember, you said, you wanted to lick Laddie's cum off my tits?"
Her brown eyes wide, Tracy nodded. "I… remember." When Tracy had talked to Christine over the phone, she never imagined it would be a reality. She was nervous, afraid.
"How would you like to lick them now?" Christine asked, her pulpy tits cupped in her hands. The blonde stepped in front of her friend.
Tracy's tiny hands came up from her sides. She touched each one of her friends tits, her fingers sinking into the soft yielding tit meat. "Ohhh, Chrissy, your tits feel so soft. I'm creaming!"
Christine threw her head back and reveled in Tracy's kneading hands. "Lets get on the bed."
Tracy followed, a slave to her friend's desires. The intimate phone calls over the months had taken their toll. She was hot and ready. She climbed on the bed, her warm body touching Christine's. Tracy's hand rested on one of Christine's hips. "I'm nervous."
"Me too." Christine was looking at her friends tits. They were small, like her own, and creamy-white. Her friend's nipples were pink and stiff, like her own. "You're getting some nice tits, Tracy. As big as mine."
Her friend squirmed. "I know. I got a bigger bra last time. I'm finally out of the double A." A nervous giggle popped out of her. Tracy was reeling; Christine's hands were blowing her mind.
Christine's palms covered Tracy's plump, meaty tits. "You got a handful here. Hey, you want me to show you how Roger kissed mine?" the fire deep inside her pussy was raging out of control. She snuggled closer to Tracy, felt her warm breath on her face.
Tracy chewed her bottom lip, her brown eyes filming over with passion. "Ohhh, Chrissy, I'm so glad I cam here. Show me." She trembled, waiting for Christine's mouth to engulf her tit.
"He did it like this." Her soft lips pressed against Tracy's ripe nipple. "Mmmmmm," Christine hummed, sucking her friend's tittie meat into her damp mouth. Her tongue flicked across the had tip, her mouth sucking more tit flesh in.
Tracy's big brown eyes widened, and she hugged Christine to her, pressing her face into her tit. "Oh, God, Chrissy, it feels good."
Christine came up from her friend's tit and looked deeply into her eyes. After a long silence, Christine spoke first. "Roger and I kissed like this." Christine planted her mouth on Tracy's warm lips.
The two teenagers kissed, locked in a tight embrace, their mouths pressing and opening to accommodate each other's snaking tongue. Their kiss grew more urgent, more passionate.
Tracy wrapped her arms around Christine, pulling her closer. She sucked Christine's tongue fervently, pushing back with her own tongue and exploring the heated depths of Christine's wet mouth. Tracy's body ignited.
Christine was overwhelmed by her voracious friend. As she kissed Tracy with equal fury, she massaged her slim body, small ass and trim hips. She moaned and sucked Tracy's frantic tongue, enjoying her friend's hunger.
"Ohhh, God!" Tracy gasped, when the kiss had taken its course and ended. "If a boy kissed me like that, I wouldn't be cherry very long." Tracy was swimming in passion, her body full of anxiety – never having been satisfied by a stiff cock. The pent-up emotion the she felt on the inside was surging just below the surface.
Tracy sat up and crossed her legs yoga-style; her friend lay flat out on her back, her legs spread. Tracy's hands were all over Christine's body. "I'd suck Roger's cock, just like you said you did."
"It was great," Christine moaned, "but getting fucked id the best. God, it's like heaven."
"Really?" Tracy sighed dreamily. "Maybe while I'm here, we can find him. I'd love to see and touch his cock. Maybe between the two of us, we can talk him into fucking us both." Tracy giggled, her mind racing with the dirty thought of seducing the young man who didn't want to break Christine's cherry. Her fingers traced a fiery path over Christine's smooth satiny skin.
"I doubt if he would do anything with us. Besides, we don't need him. We got each other and all the cocks we need." Christine caressed the small curve of her friend's creamy white tit, smoothed her hand all over the tit mound, then went to the other plump tit. "Laddie's cock is all we'll need, and we have Brownie and Champion, too."
"God, Chrissy, I'm not ready for a pony." Tracy's wet tongue glided across her bottom lips. "I'm scared of fucking Brownie. I'm not gonna do it with a pony!" Tracy sighed; Christine's fingers felt like hot sparks. Each caress felt like a current of sizzling energy. The sparks were flying. Tracy was tottering on the edge of insanity. "Oh, God, Chrissy, your hands on my tits feel so good. Was it like this with Roger?"
"Better. Let's not talk about him. Let's talk about Laddie," Christine suggested.
"You want me to lick your tits? I'll pretend Laddie's cum is all over them." The thought made Tracy swoon.
"Yeah, only next time Laddie does cream all over me, we won't be pretending. You'll lick his fuck cream off my body."
"Ooooh," Tracy squealed, her face screwed up in delight. "Sounds great!"
"It will be. Laddie's cum taste good. You'll love it."
"When do we do it?" Tracy asked excitedly.
"Later. I have lots planned for us." Christine grabbed her friend and brought her down on the bed. She rubbed her own flushed nubile into Tracy's.
Tracy came down on Christine's tit, covering it with her lips, the hard rubbery tip touching her teeth.
"Oooooh, Tracy!" Christine gasped. "Suck! Suck!"
Tracy's head swirled with thoughts of Laddie, of jerking his gigantic doggie cock until he creamed. Licking his gooey jizz of her friends body and tasting the dog's cum. Her body reacted to the forbidden thought. Her cherry pussy bubbled over with hot slick pussy juice like never before in her life. Her maturing nipples ached like never before.
Tracy continued to feast on her friends ripe tit, sucking, slurping loudly, enjoying the new sensations that were bombarding her. Spit drooled from her mouth, soaking each inch of Christine's small heaving tits with clear saliva. She felt Christine's hands engulf her.
"Yesss," Christine hissed. She pushed Tracy's head into her tit, enjoying the hard sucking. This was fantastic! Laddie could only lick and chew. Tracy's sucking was different. Sensations churned inside her pussy, brought on by Tracy's energetic mouth and lips.
"Bite, too!" Christine wailed, squirming underneath Tracy's body. The blonde teenager combed her fingers through Tracy's thick brown hair. "Ohhh, I love it, Trace – I love it!"
Christine humped her ass off the bed. The passion soaring through her body wouldn't let her keep still. She humped the bed as if she were being fucked.
Tracy's wet mouth went from Christine's tits to biting and licking her skin on a one-way trip to her pussy. She was in her own dreamy world – unaware of where she was headed.
Christine was aware. "Oooh, Tracy! Tracy!" She pushed at Tracy's head, urging her down her body. "Fingerfuck me, Trace. Feel inside; there's no cherry."
Anxious and brimming with curiosity, Tracy did. Her finger weaved through the golden silk of Christine's soft pussy hair and the girl's velvety-smooth pussy lips. Warm fuck cream coated her fingers. She explored, pushing her finger deep inside her friend's cunt. She found no barrier blocking her way. Her fingers were easily immersed in a warm pool of cunt-cream pulse against her fingers. Her hot friend felt squishy and warm inside her pussy.
"Ohhhh, shit!" Christine wailed. "Oh, shit!"
The blonde teenager floated on a cloud of lust. What her friend was doing to her was heaven – absolute heaven. She churned her hips around, Tracy's finger inside her cunt were making her cream more.
"Ooh, ahhh! Ohhhh!" Christine moaned, humping and squirming. Her hands clawed up her wriggling body to her own tits. She kneaded them roughly, urgently. The need to cum became overwhelming. "God, your fingers feel terrific inside my pussy. It feels good having someone else do it."
Tracy moaned, her eyes lighting up. "Do it to me!" she gasped, pulling her fingers out. Her eyes were drawn to her juice-coated fingers, seeing the web of pussy juice between the splayed fingers.
"Watch." Tracy flicked her pink tongue over them. "Mmmm, I like the taste. Your pussy-cream is delicious." It was a subconscious desire to eat pussy that neither of them understood.
Christine moved, stretching for Tracy's cherry pussy. Tracy adjusted to accommodate her friend, and Christine found her fuck hole. The blonde teenager slipped her finger inside, up to her friend's cherry.
"You won't have this for long," Christine giggled, and brought out a thin sticky glob of Tracy's cunt juice. Christine sucked it off her finger. "Maybe later, we'll eat each other, but right now. I think we ought to get dressed and let you get acquainted with Laddie."
Tracy agreed enthusiastically, scrambling out of bed. They quickly dressed, wanting to do everything at once.